It's hard enough To hold it up 'Cause gravity pulls the baggage out Spent too much time In my mind The little moments that weigh me down Is it ironic? That even when it gets hard Can't help but control it I only make it worse It feels like closing every window So that no one really sees you Doesn't it get lonely Faking all those days I guess it's part of being human Keeping up with an illusion And when it gets messy Hide it with a heavy smile Heavy smile Heavy smile Heavy smile I wish my heart Was my ride or die Buried in the backseat with all the lies Traded myself For a pretty car But I just blow through red lights Is it ironic? That even when it gets hard Can't help but control it I only make it worse It feels like closing every window So that no one really sees you Doesn't it get lonely Faking all those days I guess it's part of being human Keeping up with an illusion And when it gets messy Hide it with a heavy smile Heavy smile Heavy smile Heavy smile It feels like closing every window So that no one really sees you Doesn't it get lonely Faking all those days